On our official first day of summer, which delivered hot and humid right on cue, we visited a local Christmas tree farm. Such joy listening to the squeals of delight from the little one running through the rows of pine finally finding us the 'perfect' tree. Collecting fallen pine cones was an added bonus.
Since it's our first Christmas in our own home, I deliberated for a while on whether to get a real tree or a fake one. I'm yet to deal with the mess of fallen needles that is to be expected of a real tree in the heat of the Australian summer, but I'm so glad we went with real. A full and fluffy imperfect, gorgeous tree, she smells devine right here in our lounge room.
Although the little one doesn't live with us full time, I feel so blessed to be her step-mum. To have her signature all over that Christmas tree, her fingerprints on the glass baubles, watching her place the star on top and gasp as the lights were turned on are memories that will stay with me forever. As a result, there is a certain yuletide magic in this house that would be markedly absent if she weren't in our lives. She truly is a gift.
How did you spend your weekend? Are your decorations up yet?
Have a wonderful week wont you.
Belinda x
Such a magical time of the year x
ReplyDeleteSure is Anna. Love it!
DeleteBeautiful. Love that photo of the gathered pine cones.
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks so much for your gorgeous comment on a recent post of mine. Wishing you and yours a lovely Christmas x
Thank you Greer. Happiest Christmas to you and your family too xx
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